*WARNING : BASED ON REAL STORY, toi MAY LOOK FOR THE ACTUAL STORY*
Transmission #44-21-2. Designate : IPI
manchot, pingouin Habitat,Central Park Zoo
1832 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Maj. Skipper
It had been few years (yea… 10 years???), we started to remember what we should forget... and we started to forget... what we should remember. Aagghh, Master Bean… who’s cares about the past? I had found my l’amour with an… super-duper amazing super woman ... her shiny wings just like an bright fokker plane... her beak just like Spanish Tercio Halberd... her feather was as soft as Gloomy Sunday musique that sooner ou later would kill toi if toi not own how to controll its fury; luckily, I can HAHA!!! And even In touch baby!!! In 5 days, I would made everything official just like my habit. I couldn’t let my relationship with my bird of prey remained un-official... Once it finally became official... our l’amour would be completed for once... and for all; her and no other...
*drink the salmon-black coffee and looked outside through the periscope*
“Kowalski, is everything went okay... rapporter the status!” I asked to Kowalski that still working on his new invention... and again, I guessed he had no idea what was it... looks like Coffee machine but when i used it, it broke all my coffees (DAMMIT, it was all gone nowhere!!!)... I should buy the new one ou at least ‘borrow’ it from the zoovenirs (AGAIN)...
“Sir, If that questions supposed to you, the physical and medical answer is... no” Actually I didn’t ask him about that but... salut WHAT???
“Uuugghh... WHAT???” I almost spitted out all of coffee in my beak to the floor... but I saved some of spitted coffee to the mug, that was really disgusting thing due this week but that was the last coffee on this week par the way.
“Sir, toi often abstracted ou mumble without any reasonable motive. Shall I make some herbal ou synthetic cure to...” Aaggh Kowalski, toi didn’t have to finished all that words... so don’t blame at me if i cut off it...
“Kowalski, how many i’ve told you... this is love-sick. toi know what, don’t toi feel it when toi met that aquatic mammal...”
“No...”
“I know toi lying, Lieutenant?”
“Marlene? I thought that was actually you, Skipper...”
“HELL... NO!!! That Aquatic Mammals is dolphin, Kowalski...”
“Uugghh right...” Kowalski turned his head on the floor and that was seemed like he was blushed… in feu VVLAAAMM!!! “But Skipper... I... I can’t déplacer on to her... I afraid if she may find anyone else... perhaps macho dauphin ou mutant ninja ou other Einstein Dolphin... ou Faraday!!! AAGGHH SKIPPER, I... I hate Faraday (Or Friday, maybe)!!!” In fast, I closed that noisy beak coz i still l’amour both of my ears... So I slapped him with two nice slaps, I thought he also got some ‘brain injury’ once again…
“Wake up, Kowalski... get your common sense again. Do toi think it’s thinkable for manchot, pingouin marry the Falcon?”
“No, but in civilization, that’s possible...”
“Or somekind of Porifera with Squirrel?”
“Biologically No... but rather possible...”
“Or perhaps Hippo with Giraffe?”
“No... but i sure further science can unite them”
“Or even nature competitor like Lion with Jaguar?”
“Eerr... the answer still the same, right...”
“What about manchot, pingouin and the Doll?”
“No... Sir, Are the questions still goes on?”
“That’s it Kowalski... there’s no impossible since you...”
“Believe with all power of knowledge and trust with all strength of science, isn’t it?”
“Uumm... honestly I want to say ‘Got a Chance’ but that’s sounds similar, i think...”
“Well Skipper, that’s inspire me greatly. I shall got a move, great... I should make plus l’amour Potion to attract her... this time with high dose rate, and no one would take my place in her heart!!!” Kowalski a dit with thick desire from his thin body “Or he will pay the price!!! ALL HAIL KOWALSKI!!!!”
“Love Potion? Kowalski, toi must get her attention with your passion... toi know what this flat head mean right?” When i turned my head to Rico, i realized he heard a lot of my last words so he puked a lot of poisson from his belly... uugghh, I just cleaned up the floor this morning!!! “Yyaakk... Kowalski, the point is... believe to your own strength... toi got the strength, aren’t you?”
“HHhmm... strength... passion, that’s confusing mixture... May i get its Compound Formula from Internet? I would test both... Later…” I slapped my face in frustating, he was very-very fanatic on science... well enough for Kowalski, perhaps Private would help me with this simple question
“Private, come over here... Kowalski sounds can’t be the nice Kowalski this day…” Private came towards me from his seat... well, he still watched at that Soap Opera. Since Rico looking for fresh air from his récent vomit, no one can prevent him to ‘took control’ of Remote Controll. “Is the récent situation is good? Are everything went normal recently time? Defcon 4 ou Defcon 7, what?”
“Well Skippa... since King Julien get his feet stiff coz par that last accident. I think that make a little days for us to take a rest...”
“So everything went better than expected... Let’s pull the anchor, then”
“And well... par the way... Do toi remember when the last time we put our oil?”
“Oh yes... forgive me little bird, I ‘dropped’ it at the Ringtail’s habitat...”
“HEY!!! Is that…”
“Yea... i know that’s sounds like assasination not an accident...” I a dit simply with a little smile on my face... but really, i already planned it before... “Private, Kowalski ; call up Rico to the round table... I got a mission for you...”
“Sir, he already here... Right three secondes before toi turn around” Kowalski a dit and i turned my vission to Rico. His flipper still closed his beak. I thought that was cause par the last puke...
“Boys, listen to me carefully. I want all of toi to take a part in such dangerous mission...”
“Well, sounds pretty dangerous, sir...” Kowalski a dit with a little smile on his face...
“I call it, ‘Bridal Operation’...”
“Okay, that just broke everything...” Kowalski commenté and the smile suddenly gone...
“Kowalski, toi shouldn’t belittle it too worse... a little mistake you’ve done, I willn’t guarantee your own ‘Bridal Operation’...”
“Okay, that’s sounds very dangerous...”
“Kowalski, go and buy the beautiful ribbon and giant cake... Rico, buy fishes and juices as our menu... Private, I ask toi to make two nice ring... In the midnight, toi all must gather at gathering point so toi all will decorate our old zoovenirs to be the fanciest wedding chathredal ever... All of you, toi got it?” with no words, my boys gave me salute but Private asked me something right after that...
“Skippa, what will toi do while we’re all go?” Private asked
“I’ll prepare my own bow-tie and I’ll ask Marlene and Roger for help...”
“Why?”
“I’ll borrow Marlene’s guitare and ask them for those oyter things heheh...and Roger, he will be the damn nice priest... he’s the one who own the Angel voice...” I explained to every comrade here... well, Rico seemed held his puke to not spitted our to the floor again...
“Well, the guitare sounds very sweet, Skippa...” Private a dit and I had prepare my Flipper to perform my mark “So do… the Angel……. Yea, sure…”
“Boys, toi all will launch in my mark. One... Two... Three...” and in fast, all my comrades slide on their belly in fast to their own objectives... well, it wasn’t perfectly as my plan...
“Hey... Wait until i count ‘til Seven... aaghh Forget it...” Well then, the suivant objective was Otter’s habitat...
Transmission #44-21-5. Designate : LTL
loutre Habitat,Central Park Zoo
1835 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Maj. Skipper
I swam to the loutre Habitat that doesn’t far from my start line. I dived through the quiet pond until I arrived at the loutre entrance. When i get inside, i found nothing but Marlene... still painting with his paint, mostly drew skycrappers and... Higher skyscrapers…
“Hey Marlene, what’s on...” I greeted her with both of my flippers behind my back, i kept my slow walk towards her so i could see the painting clearer...
“Oh Skipper... I still draw my new Skycrappers. What do toi think...” She showed me her récent drawing... but yea, not as new as the ‘title’...
“Seemed not very ‘new’, Marlene. toi shall get some new things to the picture. I mean, look... nothing new than the newer one... And the oldest too…” I said
“Nice review... I’ll add that to my ‘list to do’” She replied but she didn’t showed her smile again after my review. Perhaps she disappointed from my review... perhaps sounds not appreciated her hard works “Nah, what do toi need?”
“Marlene, do toi mind if i borrow your Guitaro...”
“Eer... what?Well, very strange if toi ask for Guitar...” She a dit with a little curious face on her face “Which one? Acoustic ou Spanish... I’ve both... and electric, I made it myself!”
“Definitely Spanish...” And in sudden, she popped her eyes in shock. Okay, here we go... weird response once again... “Oh please… I hate that face…”
“Oh God... SPANISH GUITAR??? Well, that’s really great beginning Skipper... I... I mean Spanish guitare is hard to play… knowing toi got flippers, toi know. Perhaps i can teach toi with it...”
“No, toi don’t need to, otter. I’ve know...”
“OH... I never knew toi can play that sweet instrument before...” She gave me a wide smile... well, that was really-really-really.... weird... i mean it was usual for everyone to play it
“Uugghh Boomerang Banana... yea...I learnt it for 6 years in the Jungle of Mexico. There was a lot of Spanish there… ya’ know, those Humans must be interrogated first before toi can learnt something from them. I felt like a boss to play a guitare without any finger… I still got a little memory from that place”
“Skipper, that’s so cool!!! Well, montrer me... montrer me your style at play...”
“Hey, that’s GREATLY classify... I’ll play it later... it has been in the schedule”
“When... I can’t wait for it!!!” Her smile even became bigger par the time... I dunno what happen to her… what’s wrong with that sappy otter…
“Well, actually I’m about to say classify. But knowing it’s also meant for your invitation, I’ll play it 3 days later when the moon is full as the riffle scope. I’ll play it with romantic ‘Hotel California’ song and I’ll make a series of oyster at her name. With a touch of Rose fleur parfume everywhere...everyside… I’ll made this wedding become perfect for her...”
“OOWWW... that’s very sweet...” She a dit that with closed eyes but suddenly she popped her eyes out and her expression suddenly changed... to shocked... with no smile at all “wait... wait... did toi say Wedding...”
“The most perfect wedding, exactly...”
“But... but with whom?” She a dit it with a lot of worry in her eyes. I had a dit it, she always went weird everytime...
“Uuughh of course Kitka, why???”
“But... but... why so sudden... I... I never saw both of toi around here together...”
“That’s what i call ‘secret’ girlfriend for this… secret agent? Why, toi like it?” I gave her a smile, i hoped she will removed last expression from her
“Like that??? Yes... yes.. of course, i like that... that’s why you’re... Skipper...” She answered nervously but with smile... but now... not as honest as before… that was different smile “Wait here, i’ll take the guitar...”
“Uumm... okay, i stay...” I stayed here while she ran to the room side where she putted the guitar. She took it quite spend a lot of times, she often abstracteded for secondes ou even wiped something from her eyes. To made sure if everything was okay, then i walked closer to her... i afraid she was crying ou something... “Hey... why so long? toi got some troubles there?”
“Oh!!... uumm... sorry to make toi waiting...” She wiped something from her eyes... very possible to indicate that was tears... but why? “Here... here’s what are toi looking for? Can toi leave? I mean i need to be alone now...”
“What’s wrong, doll-face? Are toi crying...” I tried to ask what’s the problem. But i didn’t get the answer but she began to cry in front of me... Bubble Dude, why this loutre went so... strange this night? “Hey... hey.... otter... just tell it, I’ll take care of it...”
“*cry*... somebody tears my… heart... *cry*” Uughh... perhaps... she got some problem with his boy... but who? Uumm… maybe I asked to much for this day…“*cry*... it’s so hurt, Skipper... it’s so... hurt...” Then she pushed me to the entrance so i was outside from her habitat. Suddenly, she ran on her four feet to her bed... and... she gone from my sight. But i didn’t surrender so fast, i tried to know what’s the problem even i already knew if it must be her privacy
“MARLENE, WAIT!!! WHO’S HIM? MY TEAM WILL FIX IT AS FAST AS JET!!!” I shouted to inside while i still held her guitare outside...
“NO *CRY*, toi ALL CAN’T...” She shouted from inside and that was really horror from this night. Well, perhaps i shouldn’t be in her privacy... i must took care on my own business, yes... and that was my wedding
Transmission #44-21-5. Designate : LTL
loutre Habitat, Central Park Zoo
2230 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Pvt. Marlene
5 hours ago, I had the most terrible nightmare in my life. Yea… as a female, i really couldn’t hold this bleeding scar remained open in my heart. I... i really felt it... when he a dit he would marry another woman... i felt it. I couldn’t imagine what happen after she finally with him, I couldn’t visit his habitat again... he wouldn’t visit mine... there will be no speak again and ‘Boom’ the pretty friendship finally broken. Beside i couldn’t hold it, i couldn’t believe if i’m in ‘real’ l’amour with Skipper. Yea, that was some years il y a when i get an interest from Skipper but everything went normal in 5 years.But in sudden, when he a dit that word... the situation were changed and let’s just say i was afraid to Lost him. MARLENE, What are toi doing? I mean toi shouldn’t cry for him... toi just have to not l’amour him. Marlene, toi can’t... toi shalln’t... toi mayn’t and toi don’t l’amour him. It’s Skipper, Marlene! The Jerk manchot, pingouin that often annoyed you, shall he get a place in your heart? *sigh* I think he already got it.And for Kitka... *sigh* I must not hate her at all. I mean, she didn’t hate me right? Well... to montrer my appreciate, perhaps I could invite her for thé in my house. At least she wouldn’t face me as her competitor... and Skipper would taste her l’amour without anyone bothered him...
“Right Marlene, time to wake up! toi are an otter! toi wouldn’t get anything from tears! Well, it’s time to met her and introduce youself...” I encouraged myself in front of pond’s water “first, toi must met that annoying manchot, pingouin to met his mate...”
I dived through water and jumped to the manchot, pingouin habitat as I saw Kowalski and Rico guarding the bowl entrance... yea i saw none but them. I didn’t see any sight of Skipper up here so perhaps he was in the HQ with Private. Yea, there was no Private here too, but why? And with a guard? Is that something of privacy? ou even classified one? So I thought that was kinda weird for these elite manchot, pingouin even it was not impossible for them to do some secret mission and there was a plan accompany it. I was about to walk towards the entrance and get inside whether those ‘tall’ guard won’t let me in all cost. And well… my supposition was right… they won’t let this lady pass so easily
“Is your name in the list, ma’am?” With a black eyeglass, Kowalski halted me with his tall belly. *sigh* I felt just faced the V.I.P Bodyguard and yes… that was Skipper… he is my V.I.P too… yet
“WHAT??? Why so serious? Look, I’m Marlene! Am I looks like someone strange for the loutre that greet toi every morning?” I tried to get inside par a dit that, but both two kept their flat expression unchanged. AAGGHH, then they finally getting as annoying as their leader “EERRR… Let me go!”
“Is that mean you’re not in the list… ma’am?” Kowalski still asked me but I didn’t need to answer it at all. The only thing that listed in my head is ‘Getting Inside’… just it…
“EEPPP!!!!!” I still attempt to break through the guard line but Rico flung me away with his fat belly. Uugghh, I flung away from the entrance… that fat belly made me almost drowned to the pond. Hhmm Nice… nice, so they wanted to play some hard-game?
“Well, so toi want to play with hot-tempered otter, huh?”I woke up and prepared my four legs. I planned to dash and rushed towards them, I beg they could fling away as far as mine and it would seem like Zoo Bowling. But those Penguins didn’t belittle me even just a bit; they set their defensive position par their flippers to protect the entrance against this already boiled Otter. “ROCK WITH ME!!! NNAAAHHHH!!!!”
I ran and dashed toward them and broke the line par rushed on them. I felt just like a tiger sprung at the prey than just a heavy bowling ball because I also hit them with my small-claw with only a tiny-little scar. Yea… I really thought I getting madder this night, I already went out from the line. For only met their annoying (and handsome) leader, I faced two of his team just like they were my prey (It didn’t mean I also thought they’re delicious). A little Otter’s small claw must be meant nothing to elite force like Skipper, Private… but… Kowalski… he always perceived everything redundantly. Yea, that was this Tall-scientist often did…
“AAGGHH… That’s a hit, she hit me!!! Aagghh, CHOROMONEMA!!!!!! That aquatic vivipar hit my flipper with her claw!!!” Kowalski shouted in horror due this midnight and it often sounded like crying… in horror. “AAGGH, CHROMOMER!!!”
“Wut?” Rico a dit simply while just held the scar with his flipper. His face was an opposite from Kowalski’s, just seemed like he didn’t feel the pain.
“It may cause an infection, Rico!!! If those claws contaminated, it’s very possible for it to spread such dangerous bacteria and if it also contain some hard material like dust ou something similar… it may block the blood line! Stop the oxygen supply and made all the cells died out of oxygen!!! toi know what’s next…”
“I dunno… aaa…” Poor Rico, he tried to answer but Kowalski already had it and… immediately exposed it…
“AMPUTATION!!!! Ho ho ho*cry*” Rico patted Kowalski’s shoulder to calmed him but it wasn’t time for me to rejoindre ‘em. I still had one un-finished mission, so I get in through the entrance and when I descended the ladder, I still heard some Kowalski’s words “Eerr… alas the loutre have made it up”
I landed on the chilled HQ floor and I smell something strange here. I smell an aroma just like this room had filled with French perfume before, perhaps Rose. When I turned my head to where the aroma came from, I realized if it was came from somebody; and I saw no one but two… Skipper and the ‘Falcon’. Both of them seemed were about to Kiss each other, but their eyes were popped out when they saw me entered their ‘privacy room’… unexpected…
“Marlene, what the wombat brain do toi think are toi doing? It’s my privacy hours, okay!” Skipper stand up from his siège with anger face, he was sat on the chair with Kitka in front of him with a vase of rose between them. There was a poisson on the plate just like they just had a… rendez-vous amoureux, date (I mean mate rendez-vous amoureux, date not a Tunisia rendez-vous amoureux, date ou Calendar Date, I really wondered why all these words must had a similar form). The HQ wasn’t illuminate as well; there was only one candle in the middle of the table, tableau while the lamp kept turned off. Uugghh, that was really awkward moment… and painful as well, my hearts felt it even worse than before.
“Uuumm… Hi Skipper, Hi Kitka… sorry I just bother toi both heheh… well, where’s Private? I don’t see him around?” Okay, perhaps it meant I must ask him later. Time to leave… “Okay… perhaps I must chercher him myself” I was about to go, but lady’s voice halted me on the way to ladder…
“WAIT!!!” The pretty faucon halted me without any (possible) good reason. Well, she hadn’t met me before… it was our first met… in front of the guy who WE love, AAGHH STOP IT!! I must be neutral here (and natural too), not something of hostile “Please don’t leave, we haven’t introducing ourselves right?”
“Babe, I have introduced toi to that otter… she already knew you, but now… she also knows your beauty…” Uugghh that should be sweet if I hadn’t this wound… it tortured me very well…
“Well then, but I haven’t introduced myself…” Kitka a dit with pretty sweet smile on her face.
“No matter, I will…” Skipper seemed won’t let his rendez-vous amoureux, date wasted caused par me. Maybe that was a reason why he tried to delay our acquaintanceship this night…
“Well, perhaps I shall not be here much longer… heheh, I think I bother toi both…” I walked backwards slowly but once again, this faucon showed her kindliness to me. Great, then I started to sympathies to this ‘competitor’…
“No… no, please… I likely introduce myself first, so stay here!” Kitka a dit and Skipper tried to warn her about the main point of this night for him…
“My dear… we’re in date… I can’t rendez-vous amoureux, date two girls in one night, in one place and in one… time, yes…?” Skipper said
“But Skipper, I like it if I have a girlfriend… uughh I mean, friend but she’s woman… because toi know… I live alone above the building with… no one…” Kitka explained and Skipper took few minutes to decide what he would do. I beg he would say ‘NO’ because I was in the end of the line…
“Well for you, YES…” Oohh, I thought it couldn’t be harder on this night “Perhaps we can rendez-vous amoureux, date later in one ou two nights tomorrow… but on three, it will be the best for us…”
“Yea… our wedding, Skipper…” Kitka a dit and both of them looked at each other romantically. Uugghh… I felt I couldn’t hold it much longer… but I must…
“Well okay, let’s getting start. Hello… I’m Marlene; I’m from Manhattan Aquarium…” I introduced myself and I extended my arm as the sign of ‘peace’. She accepted it par grasped my hand too and said…
“Kitka… the Falcon…” She introduced herself simply. Okay, just it? Well, what’s next?
“ICE COLD, I got an idea…” Skipper shouted and he putted his flipper around Kitka’s neck then he turned his face to me “Well Marlene, toi may rejoindre this dinner. par the way, we still have a lot of fishes… toi can chat with Kitka all this night…”
“Uuumm… I think that’s not such a bad idea…” I replied and took a siège beside Skipper while Kitka took beside him too so… Skipper was between Kitka and me, seemed like Skipper was the one who struggled par both of us…
This night, there was a lot of chat between us but… it just sounded like dialogue not a... chat. Well, Skipper and Kitka kept busy chat in each other leaving me calmed down beside them. I just meant nothing and no one here. Skipper became so different beside this Falcon; he became funnier and easier to laugh while he usually became so annoying beside me. Laughs, Jokes and Stories were told due this midnight and my eyes getting sleepier par the seconds. Can toi imagine? ou even can toi feel it? toi were beside the one who l’amour and he didn’t care about who’s the one who sat beside him for almost 3 hours, he only cared about the one who he care about… yea, she was the one he loved. Much longer I held it, much hurter I felt that night. I tried to heal it with everything I got but I got nothing but plus serious wound. I couldn’t stay here much longer ou my tears would drop and Skipper would be suspicious for that… So I ran… I didn’t run from Skipper and his l’amour but… I just ran from this pain. But before that, there was one thing I wanted to say with Kitka…
“Pppsstt… Kitka… There’s something I need to talk…” Okay, for three hours that was my first words…
“So say it…” Kitka replied simply
“*sigh* would toi came to my habitat for some tea-party tomorrow?” I asked her and without spend plus time for thought, she replied…
“Well, nice… I will be there. When?”
“0900 o clock, I’ll make the best one for ya”
“Thanks… and don’t forget to come to our wedding 3 days again…” Okay… that was made everything worse…
“I’ll remember that…” yes… always… “And par the way, OOAAHHMM… I’m already sleepy right now… good night…” I walked towards the door that leads me to my home. *sigh* I hope I wouldn’t have difficulty sleeping caused par this; I became harder to breathe if I thought about those moments… I think it was usual jealous attack for hubbub lady like me…
“Yea… yea… have a nice sleep…” Suddenly my cœur, coeur beat in craze leaving no pain but happy. I didn’t have any idea what happened to me but when Skipper a dit that words… I felt like I just melted down and that was a bit chilled me down. Yea… until now I couldn’t heal my wound myself but I had told you, Skipper always be my doctor; at last he knew how to heal it even not completely healed. Until this second, we knew two things… Kitka is the best mate for Skipper and 3 days again they would get married. Both of them didn’t explain where Private went and how was Kowalski after my escape ou even Why Kowalski and Rico didn’t chase me downward. Everything just focused… to the leader…
*THE suivant CHAPTER, COMING SOON^^*
Transmission #44-21-2. Designate : IPI
manchot, pingouin Habitat,Central Park Zoo
1832 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Maj. Skipper
It had been few years (yea… 10 years???), we started to remember what we should forget... and we started to forget... what we should remember. Aagghh, Master Bean… who’s cares about the past? I had found my l’amour with an… super-duper amazing super woman ... her shiny wings just like an bright fokker plane... her beak just like Spanish Tercio Halberd... her feather was as soft as Gloomy Sunday musique that sooner ou later would kill toi if toi not own how to controll its fury; luckily, I can HAHA!!! And even In touch baby!!! In 5 days, I would made everything official just like my habit. I couldn’t let my relationship with my bird of prey remained un-official... Once it finally became official... our l’amour would be completed for once... and for all; her and no other...
*drink the salmon-black coffee and looked outside through the periscope*
“Kowalski, is everything went okay... rapporter the status!” I asked to Kowalski that still working on his new invention... and again, I guessed he had no idea what was it... looks like Coffee machine but when i used it, it broke all my coffees (DAMMIT, it was all gone nowhere!!!)... I should buy the new one ou at least ‘borrow’ it from the zoovenirs (AGAIN)...
“Sir, If that questions supposed to you, the physical and medical answer is... no” Actually I didn’t ask him about that but... salut WHAT???
“Uuugghh... WHAT???” I almost spitted out all of coffee in my beak to the floor... but I saved some of spitted coffee to the mug, that was really disgusting thing due this week but that was the last coffee on this week par the way.
“Sir, toi often abstracted ou mumble without any reasonable motive. Shall I make some herbal ou synthetic cure to...” Aaggh Kowalski, toi didn’t have to finished all that words... so don’t blame at me if i cut off it...
“Kowalski, how many i’ve told you... this is love-sick. toi know what, don’t toi feel it when toi met that aquatic mammal...”
“No...”
“I know toi lying, Lieutenant?”
“Marlene? I thought that was actually you, Skipper...”
“HELL... NO!!! That Aquatic Mammals is dolphin, Kowalski...”
“Uugghh right...” Kowalski turned his head on the floor and that was seemed like he was blushed… in feu VVLAAAMM!!! “But Skipper... I... I can’t déplacer on to her... I afraid if she may find anyone else... perhaps macho dauphin ou mutant ninja ou other Einstein Dolphin... ou Faraday!!! AAGGHH SKIPPER, I... I hate Faraday (Or Friday, maybe)!!!” In fast, I closed that noisy beak coz i still l’amour both of my ears... So I slapped him with two nice slaps, I thought he also got some ‘brain injury’ once again…
“Wake up, Kowalski... get your common sense again. Do toi think it’s thinkable for manchot, pingouin marry the Falcon?”
“No, but in civilization, that’s possible...”
“Or somekind of Porifera with Squirrel?”
“Biologically No... but rather possible...”
“Or perhaps Hippo with Giraffe?”
“No... but i sure further science can unite them”
“Or even nature competitor like Lion with Jaguar?”
“Eerr... the answer still the same, right...”
“What about manchot, pingouin and the Doll?”
“No... Sir, Are the questions still goes on?”
“That’s it Kowalski... there’s no impossible since you...”
“Believe with all power of knowledge and trust with all strength of science, isn’t it?”
“Uumm... honestly I want to say ‘Got a Chance’ but that’s sounds similar, i think...”
“Well Skipper, that’s inspire me greatly. I shall got a move, great... I should make plus l’amour Potion to attract her... this time with high dose rate, and no one would take my place in her heart!!!” Kowalski a dit with thick desire from his thin body “Or he will pay the price!!! ALL HAIL KOWALSKI!!!!”
“Love Potion? Kowalski, toi must get her attention with your passion... toi know what this flat head mean right?” When i turned my head to Rico, i realized he heard a lot of my last words so he puked a lot of poisson from his belly... uugghh, I just cleaned up the floor this morning!!! “Yyaakk... Kowalski, the point is... believe to your own strength... toi got the strength, aren’t you?”
“HHhmm... strength... passion, that’s confusing mixture... May i get its Compound Formula from Internet? I would test both... Later…” I slapped my face in frustating, he was very-very fanatic on science... well enough for Kowalski, perhaps Private would help me with this simple question
“Private, come over here... Kowalski sounds can’t be the nice Kowalski this day…” Private came towards me from his seat... well, he still watched at that Soap Opera. Since Rico looking for fresh air from his récent vomit, no one can prevent him to ‘took control’ of Remote Controll. “Is the récent situation is good? Are everything went normal recently time? Defcon 4 ou Defcon 7, what?”
“Well Skippa... since King Julien get his feet stiff coz par that last accident. I think that make a little days for us to take a rest...”
“So everything went better than expected... Let’s pull the anchor, then”
“And well... par the way... Do toi remember when the last time we put our oil?”
“Oh yes... forgive me little bird, I ‘dropped’ it at the Ringtail’s habitat...”
“HEY!!! Is that…”
“Yea... i know that’s sounds like assasination not an accident...” I a dit simply with a little smile on my face... but really, i already planned it before... “Private, Kowalski ; call up Rico to the round table... I got a mission for you...”
“Sir, he already here... Right three secondes before toi turn around” Kowalski a dit and i turned my vission to Rico. His flipper still closed his beak. I thought that was cause par the last puke...
“Boys, listen to me carefully. I want all of toi to take a part in such dangerous mission...”
“Well, sounds pretty dangerous, sir...” Kowalski a dit with a little smile on his face...
“I call it, ‘Bridal Operation’...”
“Okay, that just broke everything...” Kowalski commenté and the smile suddenly gone...
“Kowalski, toi shouldn’t belittle it too worse... a little mistake you’ve done, I willn’t guarantee your own ‘Bridal Operation’...”
“Okay, that’s sounds very dangerous...”
“Kowalski, go and buy the beautiful ribbon and giant cake... Rico, buy fishes and juices as our menu... Private, I ask toi to make two nice ring... In the midnight, toi all must gather at gathering point so toi all will decorate our old zoovenirs to be the fanciest wedding chathredal ever... All of you, toi got it?” with no words, my boys gave me salute but Private asked me something right after that...
“Skippa, what will toi do while we’re all go?” Private asked
“I’ll prepare my own bow-tie and I’ll ask Marlene and Roger for help...”
“Why?”
“I’ll borrow Marlene’s guitare and ask them for those oyter things heheh...and Roger, he will be the damn nice priest... he’s the one who own the Angel voice...” I explained to every comrade here... well, Rico seemed held his puke to not spitted our to the floor again...
“Well, the guitare sounds very sweet, Skippa...” Private a dit and I had prepare my Flipper to perform my mark “So do… the Angel……. Yea, sure…”
“Boys, toi all will launch in my mark. One... Two... Three...” and in fast, all my comrades slide on their belly in fast to their own objectives... well, it wasn’t perfectly as my plan...
“Hey... Wait until i count ‘til Seven... aaghh Forget it...” Well then, the suivant objective was Otter’s habitat...
Transmission #44-21-5. Designate : LTL
loutre Habitat,Central Park Zoo
1835 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Maj. Skipper
I swam to the loutre Habitat that doesn’t far from my start line. I dived through the quiet pond until I arrived at the loutre entrance. When i get inside, i found nothing but Marlene... still painting with his paint, mostly drew skycrappers and... Higher skyscrapers…
“Hey Marlene, what’s on...” I greeted her with both of my flippers behind my back, i kept my slow walk towards her so i could see the painting clearer...
“Oh Skipper... I still draw my new Skycrappers. What do toi think...” She showed me her récent drawing... but yea, not as new as the ‘title’...
“Seemed not very ‘new’, Marlene. toi shall get some new things to the picture. I mean, look... nothing new than the newer one... And the oldest too…” I said
“Nice review... I’ll add that to my ‘list to do’” She replied but she didn’t showed her smile again after my review. Perhaps she disappointed from my review... perhaps sounds not appreciated her hard works “Nah, what do toi need?”
“Marlene, do toi mind if i borrow your Guitaro...”
“Eer... what?Well, very strange if toi ask for Guitar...” She a dit with a little curious face on her face “Which one? Acoustic ou Spanish... I’ve both... and electric, I made it myself!”
“Definitely Spanish...” And in sudden, she popped her eyes in shock. Okay, here we go... weird response once again... “Oh please… I hate that face…”
“Oh God... SPANISH GUITAR??? Well, that’s really great beginning Skipper... I... I mean Spanish guitare is hard to play… knowing toi got flippers, toi know. Perhaps i can teach toi with it...”
“No, toi don’t need to, otter. I’ve know...”
“OH... I never knew toi can play that sweet instrument before...” She gave me a wide smile... well, that was really-really-really.... weird... i mean it was usual for everyone to play it
“Uugghh Boomerang Banana... yea...I learnt it for 6 years in the Jungle of Mexico. There was a lot of Spanish there… ya’ know, those Humans must be interrogated first before toi can learnt something from them. I felt like a boss to play a guitare without any finger… I still got a little memory from that place”
“Skipper, that’s so cool!!! Well, montrer me... montrer me your style at play...”
“Hey, that’s GREATLY classify... I’ll play it later... it has been in the schedule”
“When... I can’t wait for it!!!” Her smile even became bigger par the time... I dunno what happen to her… what’s wrong with that sappy otter…
“Well, actually I’m about to say classify. But knowing it’s also meant for your invitation, I’ll play it 3 days later when the moon is full as the riffle scope. I’ll play it with romantic ‘Hotel California’ song and I’ll make a series of oyster at her name. With a touch of Rose fleur parfume everywhere...everyside… I’ll made this wedding become perfect for her...”
“OOWWW... that’s very sweet...” She a dit that with closed eyes but suddenly she popped her eyes out and her expression suddenly changed... to shocked... with no smile at all “wait... wait... did toi say Wedding...”
“The most perfect wedding, exactly...”
“But... but with whom?” She a dit it with a lot of worry in her eyes. I had a dit it, she always went weird everytime...
“Uuughh of course Kitka, why???”
“But... but... why so sudden... I... I never saw both of toi around here together...”
“That’s what i call ‘secret’ girlfriend for this… secret agent? Why, toi like it?” I gave her a smile, i hoped she will removed last expression from her
“Like that??? Yes... yes.. of course, i like that... that’s why you’re... Skipper...” She answered nervously but with smile... but now... not as honest as before… that was different smile “Wait here, i’ll take the guitar...”
“Uumm... okay, i stay...” I stayed here while she ran to the room side where she putted the guitar. She took it quite spend a lot of times, she often abstracteded for secondes ou even wiped something from her eyes. To made sure if everything was okay, then i walked closer to her... i afraid she was crying ou something... “Hey... why so long? toi got some troubles there?”
“Oh!!... uumm... sorry to make toi waiting...” She wiped something from her eyes... very possible to indicate that was tears... but why? “Here... here’s what are toi looking for? Can toi leave? I mean i need to be alone now...”
“What’s wrong, doll-face? Are toi crying...” I tried to ask what’s the problem. But i didn’t get the answer but she began to cry in front of me... Bubble Dude, why this loutre went so... strange this night? “Hey... hey.... otter... just tell it, I’ll take care of it...”
“*cry*... somebody tears my… heart... *cry*” Uughh... perhaps... she got some problem with his boy... but who? Uumm… maybe I asked to much for this day…“*cry*... it’s so hurt, Skipper... it’s so... hurt...” Then she pushed me to the entrance so i was outside from her habitat. Suddenly, she ran on her four feet to her bed... and... she gone from my sight. But i didn’t surrender so fast, i tried to know what’s the problem even i already knew if it must be her privacy
“MARLENE, WAIT!!! WHO’S HIM? MY TEAM WILL FIX IT AS FAST AS JET!!!” I shouted to inside while i still held her guitare outside...
“NO *CRY*, toi ALL CAN’T...” She shouted from inside and that was really horror from this night. Well, perhaps i shouldn’t be in her privacy... i must took care on my own business, yes... and that was my wedding
Transmission #44-21-5. Designate : LTL
loutre Habitat, Central Park Zoo
2230 hours, July 13, 2009. New York City
Pvt. Marlene
5 hours ago, I had the most terrible nightmare in my life. Yea… as a female, i really couldn’t hold this bleeding scar remained open in my heart. I... i really felt it... when he a dit he would marry another woman... i felt it. I couldn’t imagine what happen after she finally with him, I couldn’t visit his habitat again... he wouldn’t visit mine... there will be no speak again and ‘Boom’ the pretty friendship finally broken. Beside i couldn’t hold it, i couldn’t believe if i’m in ‘real’ l’amour with Skipper. Yea, that was some years il y a when i get an interest from Skipper but everything went normal in 5 years.But in sudden, when he a dit that word... the situation were changed and let’s just say i was afraid to Lost him. MARLENE, What are toi doing? I mean toi shouldn’t cry for him... toi just have to not l’amour him. Marlene, toi can’t... toi shalln’t... toi mayn’t and toi don’t l’amour him. It’s Skipper, Marlene! The Jerk manchot, pingouin that often annoyed you, shall he get a place in your heart? *sigh* I think he already got it.And for Kitka... *sigh* I must not hate her at all. I mean, she didn’t hate me right? Well... to montrer my appreciate, perhaps I could invite her for thé in my house. At least she wouldn’t face me as her competitor... and Skipper would taste her l’amour without anyone bothered him...
“Right Marlene, time to wake up! toi are an otter! toi wouldn’t get anything from tears! Well, it’s time to met her and introduce youself...” I encouraged myself in front of pond’s water “first, toi must met that annoying manchot, pingouin to met his mate...”
I dived through water and jumped to the manchot, pingouin habitat as I saw Kowalski and Rico guarding the bowl entrance... yea i saw none but them. I didn’t see any sight of Skipper up here so perhaps he was in the HQ with Private. Yea, there was no Private here too, but why? And with a guard? Is that something of privacy? ou even classified one? So I thought that was kinda weird for these elite manchot, pingouin even it was not impossible for them to do some secret mission and there was a plan accompany it. I was about to walk towards the entrance and get inside whether those ‘tall’ guard won’t let me in all cost. And well… my supposition was right… they won’t let this lady pass so easily
“Is your name in the list, ma’am?” With a black eyeglass, Kowalski halted me with his tall belly. *sigh* I felt just faced the V.I.P Bodyguard and yes… that was Skipper… he is my V.I.P too… yet
“WHAT??? Why so serious? Look, I’m Marlene! Am I looks like someone strange for the loutre that greet toi every morning?” I tried to get inside par a dit that, but both two kept their flat expression unchanged. AAGGHH, then they finally getting as annoying as their leader “EERRR… Let me go!”
“Is that mean you’re not in the list… ma’am?” Kowalski still asked me but I didn’t need to answer it at all. The only thing that listed in my head is ‘Getting Inside’… just it…
“EEPPP!!!!!” I still attempt to break through the guard line but Rico flung me away with his fat belly. Uugghh, I flung away from the entrance… that fat belly made me almost drowned to the pond. Hhmm Nice… nice, so they wanted to play some hard-game?
“Well, so toi want to play with hot-tempered otter, huh?”I woke up and prepared my four legs. I planned to dash and rushed towards them, I beg they could fling away as far as mine and it would seem like Zoo Bowling. But those Penguins didn’t belittle me even just a bit; they set their defensive position par their flippers to protect the entrance against this already boiled Otter. “ROCK WITH ME!!! NNAAAHHHH!!!!”
I ran and dashed toward them and broke the line par rushed on them. I felt just like a tiger sprung at the prey than just a heavy bowling ball because I also hit them with my small-claw with only a tiny-little scar. Yea… I really thought I getting madder this night, I already went out from the line. For only met their annoying (and handsome) leader, I faced two of his team just like they were my prey (It didn’t mean I also thought they’re delicious). A little Otter’s small claw must be meant nothing to elite force like Skipper, Private… but… Kowalski… he always perceived everything redundantly. Yea, that was this Tall-scientist often did…
“AAGGHH… That’s a hit, she hit me!!! Aagghh, CHOROMONEMA!!!!!! That aquatic vivipar hit my flipper with her claw!!!” Kowalski shouted in horror due this midnight and it often sounded like crying… in horror. “AAGGH, CHROMOMER!!!”
“Wut?” Rico a dit simply while just held the scar with his flipper. His face was an opposite from Kowalski’s, just seemed like he didn’t feel the pain.
“It may cause an infection, Rico!!! If those claws contaminated, it’s very possible for it to spread such dangerous bacteria and if it also contain some hard material like dust ou something similar… it may block the blood line! Stop the oxygen supply and made all the cells died out of oxygen!!! toi know what’s next…”
“I dunno… aaa…” Poor Rico, he tried to answer but Kowalski already had it and… immediately exposed it…
“AMPUTATION!!!! Ho ho ho*cry*” Rico patted Kowalski’s shoulder to calmed him but it wasn’t time for me to rejoindre ‘em. I still had one un-finished mission, so I get in through the entrance and when I descended the ladder, I still heard some Kowalski’s words “Eerr… alas the loutre have made it up”
I landed on the chilled HQ floor and I smell something strange here. I smell an aroma just like this room had filled with French perfume before, perhaps Rose. When I turned my head to where the aroma came from, I realized if it was came from somebody; and I saw no one but two… Skipper and the ‘Falcon’. Both of them seemed were about to Kiss each other, but their eyes were popped out when they saw me entered their ‘privacy room’… unexpected…
“Marlene, what the wombat brain do toi think are toi doing? It’s my privacy hours, okay!” Skipper stand up from his siège with anger face, he was sat on the chair with Kitka in front of him with a vase of rose between them. There was a poisson on the plate just like they just had a… rendez-vous amoureux, date (I mean mate rendez-vous amoureux, date not a Tunisia rendez-vous amoureux, date ou Calendar Date, I really wondered why all these words must had a similar form). The HQ wasn’t illuminate as well; there was only one candle in the middle of the table, tableau while the lamp kept turned off. Uugghh, that was really awkward moment… and painful as well, my hearts felt it even worse than before.
“Uuumm… Hi Skipper, Hi Kitka… sorry I just bother toi both heheh… well, where’s Private? I don’t see him around?” Okay, perhaps it meant I must ask him later. Time to leave… “Okay… perhaps I must chercher him myself” I was about to go, but lady’s voice halted me on the way to ladder…
“WAIT!!!” The pretty faucon halted me without any (possible) good reason. Well, she hadn’t met me before… it was our first met… in front of the guy who WE love, AAGHH STOP IT!! I must be neutral here (and natural too), not something of hostile “Please don’t leave, we haven’t introducing ourselves right?”
“Babe, I have introduced toi to that otter… she already knew you, but now… she also knows your beauty…” Uugghh that should be sweet if I hadn’t this wound… it tortured me very well…
“Well then, but I haven’t introduced myself…” Kitka a dit with pretty sweet smile on her face.
“No matter, I will…” Skipper seemed won’t let his rendez-vous amoureux, date wasted caused par me. Maybe that was a reason why he tried to delay our acquaintanceship this night…
“Well, perhaps I shall not be here much longer… heheh, I think I bother toi both…” I walked backwards slowly but once again, this faucon showed her kindliness to me. Great, then I started to sympathies to this ‘competitor’…
“No… no, please… I likely introduce myself first, so stay here!” Kitka a dit and Skipper tried to warn her about the main point of this night for him…
“My dear… we’re in date… I can’t rendez-vous amoureux, date two girls in one night, in one place and in one… time, yes…?” Skipper said
“But Skipper, I like it if I have a girlfriend… uughh I mean, friend but she’s woman… because toi know… I live alone above the building with… no one…” Kitka explained and Skipper took few minutes to decide what he would do. I beg he would say ‘NO’ because I was in the end of the line…
“Well for you, YES…” Oohh, I thought it couldn’t be harder on this night “Perhaps we can rendez-vous amoureux, date later in one ou two nights tomorrow… but on three, it will be the best for us…”
“Yea… our wedding, Skipper…” Kitka a dit and both of them looked at each other romantically. Uugghh… I felt I couldn’t hold it much longer… but I must…
“Well okay, let’s getting start. Hello… I’m Marlene; I’m from Manhattan Aquarium…” I introduced myself and I extended my arm as the sign of ‘peace’. She accepted it par grasped my hand too and said…
“Kitka… the Falcon…” She introduced herself simply. Okay, just it? Well, what’s next?
“ICE COLD, I got an idea…” Skipper shouted and he putted his flipper around Kitka’s neck then he turned his face to me “Well Marlene, toi may rejoindre this dinner. par the way, we still have a lot of fishes… toi can chat with Kitka all this night…”
“Uuumm… I think that’s not such a bad idea…” I replied and took a siège beside Skipper while Kitka took beside him too so… Skipper was between Kitka and me, seemed like Skipper was the one who struggled par both of us…
This night, there was a lot of chat between us but… it just sounded like dialogue not a... chat. Well, Skipper and Kitka kept busy chat in each other leaving me calmed down beside them. I just meant nothing and no one here. Skipper became so different beside this Falcon; he became funnier and easier to laugh while he usually became so annoying beside me. Laughs, Jokes and Stories were told due this midnight and my eyes getting sleepier par the seconds. Can toi imagine? ou even can toi feel it? toi were beside the one who l’amour and he didn’t care about who’s the one who sat beside him for almost 3 hours, he only cared about the one who he care about… yea, she was the one he loved. Much longer I held it, much hurter I felt that night. I tried to heal it with everything I got but I got nothing but plus serious wound. I couldn’t stay here much longer ou my tears would drop and Skipper would be suspicious for that… So I ran… I didn’t run from Skipper and his l’amour but… I just ran from this pain. But before that, there was one thing I wanted to say with Kitka…
“Pppsstt… Kitka… There’s something I need to talk…” Okay, for three hours that was my first words…
“So say it…” Kitka replied simply
“*sigh* would toi came to my habitat for some tea-party tomorrow?” I asked her and without spend plus time for thought, she replied…
“Well, nice… I will be there. When?”
“0900 o clock, I’ll make the best one for ya”
“Thanks… and don’t forget to come to our wedding 3 days again…” Okay… that was made everything worse…
“I’ll remember that…” yes… always… “And par the way, OOAAHHMM… I’m already sleepy right now… good night…” I walked towards the door that leads me to my home. *sigh* I hope I wouldn’t have difficulty sleeping caused par this; I became harder to breathe if I thought about those moments… I think it was usual jealous attack for hubbub lady like me…
“Yea… yea… have a nice sleep…” Suddenly my cœur, coeur beat in craze leaving no pain but happy. I didn’t have any idea what happened to me but when Skipper a dit that words… I felt like I just melted down and that was a bit chilled me down. Yea… until now I couldn’t heal my wound myself but I had told you, Skipper always be my doctor; at last he knew how to heal it even not completely healed. Until this second, we knew two things… Kitka is the best mate for Skipper and 3 days again they would get married. Both of them didn’t explain where Private went and how was Kowalski after my escape ou even Why Kowalski and Rico didn’t chase me downward. Everything just focused… to the leader…
*THE suivant CHAPTER, COMING SOON^^*
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